spartan ancestor

Considering that his elder brother had only experienced the poisonous snake incident, and he was very resistant to Apollo and the temple, Yacintos made up a story "The golden retriever strayed to my house, and I changed several herbs with the prescription announced by the temple. Healed his broken bones and now he runs off with other male dogs" story.

After hearing this, Alan's parents said decisively that they could give Alan a try, while Oss frowned, "Golden retriever? Golden retriever all over? This is very rare. He ran away with the male dog. Is this a bitch?"

"..." Yacinto, who was handing the prescription and treatment methods that Tana had brought to the doctor, paused for a moment, and decided not to smear Apollo too much, "It's a male dog."

Oss: "Ugh..."

Male dogs and male dogs running away don't sound like a big deal.

Hyacinthus resolutely abandoned the question of Apollo's reputation: "Continue to talk about Alan's situation. Didn't he go to the Olympics?"

He looked at Aos calmly.

After experiencing the legion's sensitivity during the trial, Jacintos was basically sure that his brother and Alan must have found himself in a hurry to hide in the olive grove that day.

"..." Oss' expression went blank for a moment.

As the one who was eavesdropped, Oss was tongue-tied for a while because the eavesdropper's attitude was too righteous.The erratic pupils proved that he was thinking hard, should he continue to pretend that he didn't know what his brother was talking about.

In the end, he closed his mouth and remained silent for a while, before opening his mouth again: "According to the meaning of the Helots who escorted him back, when they left Sparta and passed through the northern city-state of Arcadia, they were killed in the mountains there. To the robbery."

robber?Jacintos raised his eyebrows: "Interesting."

From Sparta to Arcadia, there are no other city-states, which means that only Spartans who want to go to Elis will take the road that Alan took.

As we all know, Sparta doesn't favor business, and Jacintos really wants to know what these bandits rely on to survive on this road.Quadrennial Olympians heading north?

Oss took a deep look at Jacintos, and didn't discuss the matter further: "The gang of bandits was large in number, and they were all equipped with excellent weapons. Alan didn't bring many Spartan soldiers with him, and in the end it was black The Laoshi desperately sent him back to Sparta."

Oss gritted his molars: "When I arrived, the people from the Senate were stopping them and wanted to send them to the cell."

Hyacinthus could imagine it without asking why.

It was nothing more than criticizing Alan for being unable to resist even the robbers. Why didn't he just die in Arcadia? Not only did he not bring back the honor of being an Olympic champion, but he even became a deserter, which simply discredited the Spartan soldiers. on the countertop.

Oss' face was horribly dark: "They took away Alan's red cloak."

This is the greatest punishment and insult to a Spartan soldier. It means that he is no longer worthy of the faith on his shoulders. He is not worthy of being a Spartan soldier. Like a disqualified person, he was cast aside and lived in the world until he went to Hades to meet Hades under the burden of everyone's disdain.

Alan's mother leaned on Alan's father and let out a sob.

She stared at her son on the bed with worry in her eyes.

She was worried that her son would not be able to survive the night and wake up, and she was even more worried about how his son would react when he woke up and learned about the red cloak.

Jacinto paused for a moment: "Who are the people who came forward to intercept him from the Senate?"

"They didn't directly stand up," Oss rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily, "only sent the army, saying that it was the unanimous will of the Citizens' Assembly and the Senate."

Disappointing, but to be expected.The cunning enemy never reveals his feet easily, but only hides in the dark and pushes out one piece after another.

The rain brought by the westerly wind showed no sign of stopping. Instead, it was getting bigger and bigger, hitting the olive leaves and rocky brick walls, making a roar like a waterfall.

Hyacinthus looked over the narrow high window at the hazy heavy rain outside, and just about to withdraw his eyes, his eyes must be somewhere: "We have a visitor."

On the path paved with rocks, there were three figures being stopped by Ai Zhi and other guards.The visitor raised his chin and said a few words in a high voice, Ai Zhi and the others resisted for a while, and then reluctantly backed away.

The leader is a familiar face.But not too ripe either.

Hyacinthus thought about it for a while, and then he was sure that when Cleo was full of confidence and wanted to compete with Hyacinthus, it was the governor who made the referee.

Across the drizzle, the Governor smiled at Hyacinthus, with a calmness that seemed to have won the game, exactly the same as when they first met.

"Who?" Oss frowned and looked out the window.

Jacintos tapped the dagger at his waist casually, and walked out the door: "Some people who don't know how to learn from their lessons."

He also didn't know what arrogance this governor had. To be pushed out at such a time was obviously regarded as a pawn.This person is actually quite happy.

The "chess piece" kept a reserved posture with slightly raised chin, and led the two guards behind him all the way to the courtyard of General Oss.

Just about to lift his foot to enter the door, Yacintos pouted: "Hush!"

"??" The governor was puzzled.

Jacintos lazily leaned against the door: "I'm sorry, I just saw a few uninvited big mice. I hope to shush them so that they will leave consciously."

"..." The governor's face contorted for a moment, holding back his temper, "It must be that there are too many lowly people gathered in General Oss's courtyard, which attracts rats, ants, and snakes. Time is precious, let me just say it, Your Highness .Today, I have two things to do. The first is to be entrusted by His Highness Cleo, to send him the hoe that he promised to compensate you before, as an apology. The second—”

"Wait," Jacintos listened, "I must have misheard. Your Highness Cleo entrusted you to apologize?"

He sneered: "Let me ask you, Your Excellency the Governor. If you insulted the Algiade family and sent an orderly under your command to apologize for it the next day, should I show magnanimity and forgive you?"

"..." The governor's hand was holding the hoe, which had already been stretched out, but he froze in place upon hearing this.

Oss also came out of the room, and looked at the apology in disgust: "His Highness Cleo's apology is so cheap?"

The governor held his hoe back and squeezed out a smile that could stop a child from crying at night: "...the general also knows that there are some things that can't be solved by apologizing." He finally got to the point and immediately straightened up again , Grasping the initiative to return to my hand, "Very good. Because the second thing I came here was to represent the Senate and implement their joint resolution-I want to discredit Alan and everyone who followed him to discredit Sparta. The Helos who fled back to Sparta like a stray dog ​​in the face of Darda, were thrown into prison cells."

He seemed somewhat complacent. After all, the incident of Apollo taking care of Helotes just happened before. It is not easy for the Citizens Assembly to pass this resolution.But they still found a loophole - look, this is not humiliating or torturing Helots, but Helots humiliated the glory of Sparta, and they gave justifiable punishment.

Oss's chest heaved violently a few times, as if he finally couldn't hold back his anger, and just about to speak unbearably, a panicked voice came from the room behind him: "Alan!"

Ignoring what he didn't say, Oss hurriedly turned around and strode into the room.

Turning into the master bedroom, I saw Alan's mother trying to hold her son down: "Don't move, don't you want to live?" She turned to look at Alan's father with tears in her eyes, "You too! My son just woke up , didn’t take a sip of water, why did you tell him about the red cloak?”

Alan's father was a little at a loss, still poking his neck and said: "I...I want him to remember that his red cloak was taken away, and he is still waiting for him to snatch it back. If you leave now with Death, you are the biggest coward .”

Alan's face flushed abnormally, obviously he had started to have a fever, and the high fever made his brain muddy, and he only heard the most crucial sentence, his cloak was taken away by the Senate.

The follow-up words were like the wind in his ears, which could no longer reach his ears. He was stubborn like a silent cow, with red eyes and sullen head trying to get out of bed.

Oss strode forward and caught his friend before he rolled off the bed and fell to the ground: "Alan?"

A body that lost too much blood and fell into a high fever was not enough to support Alan's toss.As soon as he fell out of bed, he fell into a coma again.

The Governor came in uninvited, and stood at the door admiring the chaos in the house: "Let him go with me. Look at his appearance, he won't live for long anyway."

Oss suddenly turned his head, his dark blue eyes almost turned black due to the turmoil of emotion, and stared fiercely at the governor.

How could it be such a coincidence?How could it be such a coincidence? ?

Sparta has participated in the Olympic Games more than once. No contestant will encounter robbers in Arcadia. These robbers are not only "very good at picking places", but also "well-equipped". How could it be such a "coincidence"?

All kinds of doubts I mentioned with Alan before came to my mind again: Why do Olympic athletes hold a grand celebration before they set off, but why did they choose to be "low-key" this time?Why did the athletes of each Olympic Games start half a month later, but this time they urged Alan to leave so long in advance?

It seemed as if he knew that something would happen to Alan, so he sent Alan away early, so as to leave enough time for the contestants who really wanted to compete later.

But this is a conspiracy. He and Alan Xin have worked so hard to fight for the rights and interests of Motakes for so many years. Finally, the Senate gave him a chance. Give any chance to the Motaxes who "don't cherish even if given a chance".

He gritted his teeth: "What if I just don't let you take them away?"

The governor moved a few inches closer and lowered his voice: "You can make a choice, General Oss. Do you give in and let me take Alan and this group of Helots away, or trample the Spartans for the sake of the 'son of Helots'?" The trust given to Sparta will tarnish the glory of Sparta, so Sparta should declare war on the Hilos to maintain the glory'? These are the two options that the Senate finally offered you."

"Also, don't forget, you and Alan are the most active in fighting for the rights and interests of Motax. Letting Alan participate in the Olympic Games is basically the same as you and him. The result is this."

He shook his head: "You still want to protect Alan? Think about yourself, General. After this incident, who else would dare to trust Motakes with half of the foreign blood in his body—especially the Helotus blood? Perhaps you should be allowed to step down from such an important position as a general and accept the inspection of the Senate. As for His Majesty Una—he allowed the humble blood of Helots to stain the royal blood—”

"Your Excellency the Governor." Yacintos lazily raised his hand, interrupting the long speech that the Governor still wanted to make, "Sorry, I don't remember your name, otherwise I should call you right now."

Hyacinthus glanced at the governor who was bursting out of anger, and the two guards behind him who were also full of righteous indignation. The guards' eyes were full of arrogance and disdain, with the cruel pleasure of being about to dominate life and death. He paused for a while, and finally turned back to the Governor's face.

He stared closely at the governor, carefully observing the subtle expressions of every inch of muscle on this face: "Why do you have to be so impatient to be someone—or someone's dog? One year, after that, you can't serve again for life. You don't care about your own future after one year?"

He looked at the crow's feet eyes of the governor, not only did not get angry because of this threat, but he diluted the initial anger when he heard the offensive remarks, and wrinkled slightly with a bit of hidden pride: "Then don't bother you." I'm bothered."

The governor even stretched his arms in a gracious manner: "Perhaps I should give you a little time to think, after all, this choice is not easy to make." He said, turning around and walking out the door, "I'm waiting for the good news in the courtyard , Your Highness, Your Excellency General."

Hyacinthus narrowed his eyes as he stared at the Governor's expression.

He stood by the door for a moment, or a long time, before finally moving again.

The red cloak was wet from the rain, hanging heavily by his side, covering all movements.

He unfolded a usual smile, and stepped into the torrential rain with a few steps leisurely. The roar of the waterfall-like rain covered up the subtle sounds, and only the gloomy sky revealed some secrets——

The silver light meanders in the rain, like a silver snake revealing its message.

It's cold, like a lover's kiss, it breaks at the touch of a finger.

It has kissed an enemy's throat, penetrated into the heart of an enemy, and smashed into the head of the last enemy.

"—"

The sound of the body falling to the ground was drowned out by the sound of rain.

The torrential rain washed over the moss-covered stone slabs, leaving no trace of blood.

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